There are not many things about Tianze, such as origin, identity, etc. If Han Fei investigates, he can find out. What the other party lacks are only relevant clues.
Now that he got Zhao Jia's answer, Han Fei naturally figured out the meaning of the red-browed dragon snake. The person represented by this name was Tianze, the former prince of Baiyue and now a prisoner in South Korea. But now, this
The former prisoners have become the most painful hidden danger in South Korea.
"Red-browed Dragon Snake, Prince Baiyue...were Baiyue's affairs involved so many things back then?"
Han Fei's face became more solemn as Zhao Jia narrated, and he whispered softly. After a moment, he looked at Zhao Jia again and showed a bitter smile: "Young Master indeed knew these things beforehand."
"I know a little bit about it, but I never thought that he could be released. This is quite interesting."
Zhao Jia pretended to be interested, and said with a smile, as if he were watching a show.
The reason why he didn't give Han Fei an answer was naturally because he was afraid of disturbing the plot and causing Bai Yifei not to release Tian Ze. If so, it would definitely have an impact on some of his future plans. Not to mention just recovering Yan Ling Ji.
Waiting for someone is a big problem.
If the people of Baiyue want to recover, words alone are obviously not enough.
Tianze's existence can be used.
This was also something Zhao Jia had planned from the beginning.
"Being released?!"
When Han Fei heard this, he immediately thought of what Zhao Jia meant.
Tianze was secretly imprisoned in South Korea. No one knew where he was being held. Now he suddenly escaped. Someone must have done something behind this. If not, how could Tianze escape and plan such a big show?
Even the crown prince of South Korea suffered.
Thinking of this, Han Fei looked at Zhao Jia with a bit of doubt in his eyes: "Master, can you answer some of Han Fei's questions?"
"You have too many questions... There is a fee for this."
Zhao Jia paused as he spoke and stared at Han Fei with meaning.
'It shouldn't be him, but what happened to the witch?'
Han Fei thought of Yan Lingji, and it was difficult to judge for a moment, but he still had a solemn look on his face, and said slowly: "Of course, I don't know what the young master wants... I have agreed in advance that I am now rich and have no wealth."
, I can’t satisfy the young master in terms of money.”
After saying that, he also had a wry smile on his face.
He did not pretend to be poor, because he was really poor, no more poor than the fourth son Han Yu. He had been staying in the Confucian Xiaoshengxian Manor for so many years, so naturally he did not have much possessions. If not, he would not have exchanged the gift given to him by Honglian.
liquor.
"Ninth Young Master is joking. Now that this matter is over, just treat me to a drink."
Zhao Jia chuckled lightly and said with a smile.
"A drink? Of course that's no problem."
Han Fei was stunned for a moment, and then he agreed. He could still afford a drink, but if he couldn't, he could go to Zilanxuan for free.
Don't ask, just ask because you are thick-skinned, and Han Fei is not an ordinary person.
Zhao Jia nodded with satisfaction and said: "Ninth Young Master, you want to ask about the relationship between Tianze and Ye Mu, right? Ninth Young Master should have some guesses about this matter, and these guesses are very likely to be the truth."
"..."
Han Fei's pupils shrank, and then he asked with some confusion: "Why?"
"Don't you have the answer in your mind, Ninth Young Master?"
Zhao Jia asked instead without answering.
Han Fei is not a fool, on the contrary, he is extremely smart. He only needs to give some hints, and Han Fei will naturally figure it out.
'Eradicate dissidents? Or consolidate power!'
Hearing this, Han Fei fell silent again, but his heart was full of anger. If this matter was really related to Ye Mu, then these people should really deserve to die. They even did it to raise the bandits' self-respect. Don't they know that doing this will bring them great consequences?
What does Korea bring?
Especially people like Baiyue are all aliens and behave unscrupulously.
Are Ji Wuye and others really not afraid of backlash?
They really don't seem to be afraid...
Han Fei asked himself questions in his mind, and the bitterness on his face became more and more intense. He stared at Zhao Jia and gave a slight salute: "This matter is a joke to the young master."
"It's not really a joke. If we talk about jokes, I have a lot of them in Zhao~"
When Zhao Jia heard this, he smiled self-deprecatingly. In terms of absurdity and unruliness, things in South Korea are not so good. His father, King Zhao, is more serious. As the king of a country, he pursues love and is addicted to love...
Just don’t mention it.
Han Fei had a weird look on his face when he heard this. He obviously thought of the ridiculous things done by King Zhao, and suddenly felt a bit sympathetic. However, Zhao was much larger than South Korea and could withstand the torment.
He coughed and changed the subject: "I have one more thing to ask you, sir. I wonder if you and Tianze know each other."
"I don't know you, but I want to get to know you."
Zhao Jia pondered for a while and gave Han Fei a reply. He needed help from him for some things.
Although this work may cost you your life.
"..."
Han Fei's expression changed. Looking at the calm Zhao Jia, he felt a little uneasy in his heart. He always felt that the other party was trying to cause trouble.
Zhao Jia came to Korea definitely not just to marry Hong Lian. This matter was most likely just to hide it from others, and the other party's real purpose was definitely not this.
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Prince's Mansion.
Under the cold moonlight, nearly a hundred zombie-like figures were wandering around, their purple skin colorless, with dried blood on their bodies, and they were staggering around.
If anyone were here at this moment, they might feel like they were in a biological crisis. Those expressionless eyes, like dead fish eyes, were so terrifying and weird that it made people feel chilled all over.
Yan Lingji bathed in the moonlight, stepped inside, looked at the square filled with zombies, frowned slightly, and for a moment, looked at a dark location.
"Is the matter settled?"
The exorcist slowly walked out of the darkness, and the bell hanging on the crutch in his hand made a clear sound. As the bell rang, the walking corpses around him moved out of the way one after another.
His skin, which was close to the corpse, was glowing with a strange purple color, and his eyes were staring at Yan Lingji coldly.
"Um."
Yan Lingji spoke concisely and to the point, staring at the exorcist indifferently, and said softly: "Where is the master?"
"At the side of the Korean prince."
The exorcist's eyes were cold and he spoke calmly, like a corpse with no emotion.
Having been with corpses all year round, he has become biased towards corpses. To put it simply, he only likes corpses.
Only dealing with corpses, people are not as interesting as corpses.
"Prince of South Korea?"
Yan Lingji's eyes flashed with interest, and she was suddenly looking forward to what the Korean prince looked like, wondering if he would pee his pants.